March 15th is a very special day. My Grandma Othella Elaine Morris Brown was born this day. It always gives me a happy feeling to think about her and to remember the things I love about her. I have to smile also today, knowing that she and my mom are spending her birthday together. My mom has said to me on many occasions how sad she was that her Mother passed away before she got to meet all of her grandchildren and her great grandchildren and now her great great grandchildren. I remember saying to my mom how lucky we were to have her watching out for us on earth and how strongly we felt that she had a hand in helping to choose the spirits that would join our forever family. I understand better now what Mom meant when she would say that to me. I miss her so much and know she is missing being here with us, but isn't missing what is happening with our family. I love you Grandma Elaine and I love you Mom!
"Dante' Where Are YOU?"
(as told to me by my dad)
Whenever I leave the house,
There is someone who wants to come along
No, it’s not my sweet wife,
She’s fine and happy to stay at home,
It’s not one of my five children,
For they are all now grown,
A small white dog, we've come to love
A steady friend from heaven above
Dante is always ready
To follow me outside
A leash is not his style,
He prefers walking at my side
One morning we departed,
Just to walk up to the hill
We walked along
And I whistled a song
Enjoying our time together.
Then all at once
A garage door opened
And out of it sprang a cat
I don’t think I told you this before,
Dante’ HATES every cat,
He thinks it is his job on earth,
To chase each one he sees
To try to scare them out of his way
And maybe up a tree
Well, this old man, lost track of him
As he disappeared from view
I thought he would be coming back
And I waited for him to renew
But he didn’t come running back
And I began to think,
Perhaps he has run on home
So I turned around to think
When I returned back home inside
My sweetie said he hadn’t come
She was not a fan of me
Taking him without a leash
I assured her home he would run
We waited and the worry grew
Some signs we did create
Lost, one small white dog
Who answers to Dante’
Please call 255-5646, before it’s late
We took them around and posted
Them on every post and tree
Hoping someone had seen him
And would bring him home to me
The day went on, many prayers were said
Our grandkids far and wide
All prayed that he would come back home
At last, our phone did ring,
I ran to answer the phone
Never a faster run for me
On the other end was our good friend
Whose cat had run out of the garage,
When they returned from their event
And opened up their garage door,
Out came running, a small white dog
The one that we adore
So I’d like to say,
That every time he takes a walk with me
His leash he wears and stays right by
Me but that wouldn't be the truth you see.








